Lion Head Mesa moratlis

i believe it to be the same as last time, imperator. my lilac and a guard. one from akashingo this time.

unlike the man of mereo who has escorted her last time. but she was above such a status now too. not just a diplomat princess.

my rising is uncommon, it was no secret by any means. these halls heard all.

but as air broke around them, a slab cleaned by the weather (and likely fellahin) from her display at the wedding.

and i ask you for much, imperator. in my trainings. i must be prepared for all.

her voice dropped, her gaze turned towards the sky.